Ling Tian Sword God

In the line of sight, there was complete darkness, with no light whatsoever, a kind of darkness that made one’s heart slightly palpitate.

Ling Chen retrieved the fire starter from the Heavenly Mansion Ring, lit a torch, and then proceeded forward.

The chamber was extraordinarily dark, without even a single source of light, and as Ling Chen moved forward holding the torch, the scene ahead was only slightly illuminated.

The hall was extremely vast, appearing to be about ten thousand feet wide, and standing within it felt as tiny as an ant. The grandeur inspired a sense of awe that was hard to suppress.

Within the hall, there were numerous giant stone pillars. In those dark areas, one could faintly sense some ancient prohibitive waves; and in the line of sight, there seemed to be some ancient Treasures protected by those prohibitions, emitting a strong aura.

These items were likely the burial goods left behind when Emperor Qinling constructed this tomb, and they were no ordinary mundane items.

This chamber held the essence of the Emperor’s Tomb.

However, Ling Chen only glanced briefly at those Treasures before withdrawing his gaze, his expression unwavering.

Although these things were good, they held little allure for him now. As the first intruder into Emperor Qinling’s Tomb, he could not be dazzled by these items and waste time.

After advancing for about a dozen minutes, something unusual finally appeared in Ling Chen’s line of sight.

A hundred-foot-tall ancient tree with a blood-red trunk gradually came into view.

At the moment of seeing this ancient tree, Ling Chen’s pupils suddenly contracted. He was well acquainted with this tree; it was none other than the Undying Tree that had slaughtered many strong individuals in the Immortal Medicinal Garden!

This ancient tree managed to escape from the Immortal Medicinal Garden and surprisingly settled in Emperor Qinling’s Tomb.

On the Undying Tree, three fruits emitting a strong Life Breath were hanging.

Seeing the three Undying Fruits on the tree, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up, and he suddenly moved. The Thunder Sound Sword in his hand transformed into Flying Swords and shot towards one of the Undying Fruits.

Puff!

Penetrating through the leaves, the Flying Sword abruptly severed a section of a branch, and the Undying Fruit fell.

Ling Chen’s palm absorbed across the void, and the Undying Fruit landed in his hand, whilst a rich Life Breath permeated his body.

"Did I really get it this easily?"

Grasping the Undying Fruit in his hand, Ling Chen felt skeptical. Just then, the ground underfoot started trembling as if numerous pythons were wriggling wildly underground, swiftly approaching Ling Chen’s location!

Boom!

Ling Chen moved swiftly, leaping into the air as the ground beneath him violently blasted open. Countless Undying roots shot up from the ground, furiously sweeping toward Ling Chen!

His expression changed drastically, and the Thunder Sound Sword formed Sword Flowers in his hand, slicing through the Undying roots. However, he wasn’t fast enough to match the roots’ regeneration speed; in a blink, he was surrounded by roots, all retreat routes blocked.

Just then, an eerie sound of breaking wind resonated, and in the line of sight, a black shadow flashed by. The next moment, the countless Undying roots were abruptly cut at the waist. From the cut areas, wisps of black aura brimming with terrifying malicious force wafted, destroying its Life Force and halting the roots’ regeneration.

The Undying Tree was alarmed by the black aura, and the initially dense roots quickly retreated like the tide.

"Who?"

Ling Chen was startled, glancing ahead with astonishment. He was the first to enter this tomb; how could there be anyone else inside?

In his line of sight, the black shadow revealed itself, with a grey-black Armor on its body. Seeing the true appearance of the black shadow, Ling Chen’s pupils couldn’t help but contract.

This shadow was none other than the soldier guardian encountered on the first layer of the Emperor’s Tomb.

General Bai.

"Why are you here?"

Ling Chen was taken aback, his right hand immediately gripping the Thunder Sound Sword’s hilt at his waist, preparing for an all-out fight. General Bai’s prowess was apparent in the first layer of the tomb; even Shen Bingxin, Princess Mingzhu, and other top strong individuals among the super sects couldn’t deal with General Bai. Ling Chen’s strength was far inferior to those individuals, making it unlikely for him to be General Bai’s match.

This is bad.

Ling Chen’s heart sank, knowing he wouldn’t have ventured into the tomb if he had been aware of General Bai guarding it.

Based on the situation, rushing ahead didn’t provide any advantage; it seemed akin to sending oneself to death.

"Rest assured, General...won’t take your life."

General Bai suddenly raised his head and stiffly stated.

"Not take my life?"

Ling Chen paused, frowning. Indeed, with the foe’s strength, killing him would be effortless and wouldn’t require deception. Moreover, if the enemy wanted him dead, they wouldn’t have saved him from the tree’s roots earlier.

"I’ve come to warn you."

General Bai’s voice remained incredibly stiff, hollow, devoid of emotion, and continued, "After you see the spirit coffin of Emperor Qinling shortly, remember, don’t touch anything recklessly."

After a brief pause, a trace of emotional fluctuation seemed to appear in General Bai’s dull eyes, "Once you get what you want, leave immediately, don’t do anything unnecessary."

After speaking, General Bai abruptly turned and left, leaving only a cold voice echoing.

"If you want to keep your life, follow my advice."

Ling Chen wanted to call after him, but General Bai was already gone, leaving Ling Chen even more puzzled about what General Bai’s words meant.

And why did he specifically warn him about this?

He had no connection with General Bai.

Ling Chen shook his head, refusing to waste time overthinking what he couldn’t understand. He’d consider General Bai’s words when he truly saw Emperor Qinling’s spirit coffin.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As Ling Chen pondered, the sound of rushing wind suddenly came from behind, causing Ling Chen’s countenance to change slightly. It seemed that even the Great Qin Sword Saint couldn’t completely seal the tomb entrance, allowing others to invade.